on every wall

a child grows the confidence

for life’s fastness 

 all this borrowing

who are we borrowing from

how did they get it

 all in all bubbles 

are the farts in the bath

of the froth virus

 all of the world 

staring at the ocean

sometime soon

 corpse

what is gone?

that question?

 long cold

behind the shale wall

frogs fast asleep

at the edge of light

a cat is watching nothing

moving slowly

 autumn is done

winds are tearing leaves

run to ground 

 who is speaking leaves 

finding autumn on a glance

under the snow

 the reeds the rushes and the marshy grasses 

 climbing slowly

i pass many of my selves

on this mountain

 visiting

the crowded hermitage 

no hermit 

News

 

 i fell in love with

the leaves that never fall

it’s all over now

 in sitting until

the place becomes your own

when it adopts you

 in the fall it is held

breathless upon the water

this longing

 eternity 

in a moment of ecstasy 

left there 

 it seems that i must

submit to this loneliness 

covid hermitage

 conversation 

moving with a shadow

across a wall

 november’s blackbird

pecking at the long shadows

of shortening days

 november 

and the cat is cooking

in the sunshine

 lies lies

they have stolen my lies

would i lie to you

 childhood images

the indelibility of transience 

in balance

 this day

it is talking

listen

 ghoul wind

why have you come for me

so soon

 squally showers

sparrows blown like leaves

on sun rain

 there is no time like now

 punctuation 

dancing on meaning 

in parenthesis 

 words

zithering on the wind

this is fall

 i am just sitting

at the hub of the seasons

looking straight ahead

fingers running

through the cat’s backed fur

she kneads